my world was a globe
and you shook it
with careless and clenched teeth
I had forgotten how to bleed
burned snowblind against the blank
unending space of your landscape
coagulating sanguine flakes
refused to leak across the page
words were strangled in my veins
those black branches screaming
in the bleak unpulsing dark
shiverless
unkissed
spidering every corner
of the statue\'s gray lips
she spat her frigid words
like many glass house stones
and we shattered into splinters
into many splintered bones
frozen in their spheres
clicking bitter sleet
and nothing grows
no
nothing
nothing grows between her feet
now I can\'t feel my fingers
in this bloodless avalanche
I stopped digging through your arteries
to find their labyrinths blanched
congealed in one pale place
where rage is a cold
cold thing
I am mad
and violent winter
I am
the queen